But young hearts mend easily, and hearts that own half of England have something better to do than to beat faster for love.

He is my brother. She is my sister. Come what will, they are my kin.

Good god what men can do to their brains when their cocks are hard.

Edward lives as if there is no tomorrow, Richard as if he wants no tomorrow, and George as though someone should give it to him for free.

He had taken George, my beloved George, from me. And he had taken my other self: Anne.

Words have weight, something once said cannot be unsaid. Meaning is like a stone dropped into a pool; the ripples will spread and you cannot know what back they wash against.

There are many sorts of love. And when you love a man who is less than you dreamed, you have to make allowances for the difference between a real man and a dream. Sometimes you have to forgive him. Perhaps you even have to forgive him often. But forgiveness often comes with love.